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You could call this a personal creative fiction journal about a world traveler and his evolving life.
He saw the warmth of Americans vanish with the once large friendly middle class. Was there a Camelot, when we thought of ourselves as a good nation?
The powers that be have been holding our country hostage since Reagan took away the power of the unions and Neoconservatives took over the Republican Party!
Will we ever stop our declining ways?
(sorry for typos!)

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i watched the movie, "Artificial Intelligence", produced by Spielberg... and cried when the robot child , David, brought back his mother for just one day...
I cried..and let the tears flow, imagining the wonderful moments that I had with my own mother..now I'm crying again..
i love my family so much...

for all u racists who didn't want Obama to succeed... ha! ha!
affordable healthcare isn't just for the privileged or healthy...
Romney is pissed along with the very wealthy 1% who enjoy seeing the masses suffer... why should they get good health care!!
there is now hope for our country...
our mood will change the poor and lower middle class...
you don't have to worry about getting bankrupt for high greedy hospital bills!

peace of mind!!!.. so wonderful that our family will be taken care of and our lifesaving won't be shattered by the greedy republicon way!!

life on the beach can happen... and now feel we can live more comfortably...unless another republicon takes over!!

pounds!! ok...gotta be realistic, G!...i was down to 96-7kgs...that is 220-6/7 lbs..
my self worth is depending on the daily grade from the scales??
IVE already lost my abs...
and ive been skimping on the laps.....
after the car accident where a huge redneck pickup banged into my left rear side of the ole infiniti,
i was feeling lower backpains... so i procrastinate about seeing a chiro, thinking he might make my lower back feel better...
enough to enjoy my trip better
intimidated from calling this short fused lady with this common attitude that folks serving customers on the phone can get..

yeh!!!.... some of the daily routines(?) are the best...
just taking my son swimming each day.....
soaking in this place like it's an expenesive resort...
which it is if you joined time shares!

time share... the concept is great
and it still works...
im dealing with my old learned instincts...
writing essays to put out there and i see the response...
watching a movie that has to do with instincts...
and especially little snippets that i can really relate to...

wow... worried about my computer passing away...or the battery not working anymore...God forbid, I would lose access to my blogas if you were a long lost mistress of the night... and my message to you wouldn't be there...i thought how I would lose my connection or know I would have to have the inconvenience of finding another mode to communicate and perhaps for you, my potential muse, would'nt be able to listen to me as i compartmentalize my life...

my little family is the epitomy of of a low carbon imprint (laziness) in fair fairfield bay as we are in the longest day of the year...and i can celebrate the solstice with you , my intimate readers, who have perhaps crossed paths with us...on life's short journey...

p,p, puff, pass... sipping on this quart can of miller, watching the stocks tumble againand at least happy that we have a lovely little parking spot near the pool...walking up some stairs to a beautiful large pool ... the ocean was a little longer walk... perhaps 50 …

hmmmm... what is now in our future...i will get better at writing lists and taking care of business.. trying to settle down for a little while in our tem porary parking spot with view of fairfield bay (when u stand up and look over the neighbor's roof..)it's a change from the sometimes busy or crowded(?) beach of my beloved home...

unconditional love...
is that what happens to most dads that fall in love with their family??
we are settling into life at the retirement community of fairfield bay...
our view isn't as good as last year
but it's still there if stand up and look over the roof...
no comparison to our view of the sea...
but we can see the bay..
and we are so close to the pool, where i can religiously practice my stroke
and perhaps stave off the extra weight of being lazy??
while i relax in my new parking spot
and spend time with my son
treating these moments with him as the Gold in my life...
his blonde hair bouncing up and down
as he frolics in his new surroundings
living vicariously in his new life
as he becomes smarter

I am so proud of my family and of myself... making the right choices so we can succeed...
I've learned to do the best things for us as I pleasantly discover that I can do things that I never expected tto be able to do...
it was amazing how we only stayed with the inlaws just a week...
my honey was excited to be in a new little home for a week even closer to the pool..
so hopefully , I wont become fat too soon...
knowing there is food in the frig...
as I gradually get my clock adjusted to going to bed earlier....

Gov. Andrew Cuomo on Monday proposed cutting the penalty for public possession of a small amount of marijuana, a change in state law that would defuse some criticism of the New York Police Department's stop-and-frisk policy in minority communities.Skip to next paragraph
Related stories With three weeks remaining in the legislative session, Cuomo said his bill to reduce the criminal misdemeanor to a violation with a fine up to $100 would save thousands of New Yorkers, disproportionately black and Hispanic youths, from unnecessary arrests and criminal charges.New York City prosecutors and Police Commissioner Raymond Kelly, whose offices handled almost 50,000 such criminal cases last year, endorsed the Democratic governor's plan. Mayor Michael Bloomberg said the bill largely mirrors the city police directive issued last year for officers to issue violations, not misdemeanors, "for small amounts of marijuana that come into open view during a search."

I wondered about the many different things that I could talk to you about...first I want to say thank you to my friends
a support network is what is so important
I want to believe in magic
and seeing how perhaps there is a protective God
when we ask for him
dare I call it magic?
when perhaps that I think that I can see into the future
the future can always change...
and we expect a certain destiny
but when we imagine and even pray

we are here now and then we no longer exist...
but sometimes we live on with our words...
its our words that mean so much more
when its all taken away...
your world as you know it is gone
realize how happy we can be in the magic of the present..
watching this little snippet about this young beautiful girl so excited and happy about the future that she and others could do for the future...
I need to check her out on facebook!
"the opposite of loneliness" about the teamwork she felt in college before her accident...
she felt she had so much time.. how ironic

I guess, if u decide to edit an ld past it comes up in the present date format...maybe LA, u could help me next we work on our bestselller!!
i need to write this bestseller soon the way our economy is on the verge of Armageddon...it would be nice to find a time to come up and work on all of our books... steve crow mac suggested we start an internet medium where we share ur woks....

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Kelly Fleming remembers the low point of raising her son, Jory.
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But the tough times seem more bearable now, at the high point. Last month, Jory, who is 22 with a feeding tube inserted in his stomach and braces on his legs, was awarded a Rhodes Scholarship.
In between came Ms. Fleming’s decision to give up on her own dream of practicing medicine, home schooling Jory, learning to read, a bird named Federer and finally college and a dog named Daisy.
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. September 8th happy that my family is together just trying to live one day at a time one moment at a time life is short I love my son so much I'm at a Crossroads in my life to decide to become a teacher I write my book it's a matter of putting several pages together and then figuring out which stories all the best and I need to get Help from My Friends even perhaps my neighbors but the judgmentalism of the human nature intimidates me more than anything I had another beautiful day with my son we went to some family therapy with a good counselor who has played a couple of family games the Dynamics would help us appreciate my ex coming back today for the sake of our beautiful son! I have to pinch myself and I'm blessed to be his father and I shouldn't be last I'm doing everything that I can with him I have to overcome that often disability of laziness....tomorrow... domani!n

the story of my life,,, sad i cant even borrow some fold up chairs for the evening :( s…

i went downstairs to admire the almost full waning moon...
realizing my own mortality...
i think of a friend who had his wake up call at a much younger age
and then i get a glimmer of what my own mortality could be
when i walk across Hedges ave.
and suddenly see double with much better acuity...
it was bizarre
i closed either eye and didnt see double
but then I could walk just shutting one eye
to a chair
to see my beloved ocean one more time
and eat a halloween mini candy bar
the uneasy feeling wondering when the double image
fades away with each bite

hypoglycemia or
a mini stroke....

and I hug my son that evening
and play frisbee with my son more than i ever have
having discovered my son's new toy hidden among
the seaweed about a 100 meters out from shore...

the feelings run across my mind that night,
with frustration at my own body's fragile shell
and the necessary need to establish the bucket list....

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its good to be working again, even if its only subbing to get my mind off that my son was taken away by x and selfish xinlaws who want to enjoy his youth in their own dreary life

I get down but then Im invigorated with an autistic student that wins a Rhodes Scholarship and is going to Oxford!

Kelly Fleming remembers the low point of raising her son, Jory.
He was eight years old when he spent an entire morning, afternoon and evening wailing uncontrollably. She still doesn’t know what set off the boy, who has autism and a metabolic disorder.
But the tough times seem more bearable now, at the high point. Last month, Jory, who is 22 with a feeding tube inserted in his stomach and braces on his legs, was awarded a Rhodes Scholarship.
In between came Ms. Fleming’s decision to give up on her own dream of practicing medicine, home schooling Jory, learning to read, a bird named Federer and finally college and a dog named Daisy.
“All children have amazing minds,” Ms. Fleming says. “Their brains…

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the story of my life,,, sad i cant even borrow some fold up chairs for the evening :( s…

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﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿ ﻿ ﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿This lady who calls herself a journalist took offense to an article written by a journalist named Sullivan who used to like Bush. He stated that critics of Obama lack intelligence. She and fox love to criticize our president because she gets paid to cut down Obama and show her pretty face , but actually looks likes she's had a messed up nose job since this photo was taken in her prime years. ﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿ I don't watch TV let alone Faux News (even though fox is the only cable news show here in Oz) since our TV went into a coma, but I have seen how rude this lady and other fox anchors have become to their guests. I believe they are trained to be this way so they can bully their guests enough so the audience will have believe the host of the right wing biased shows. "40-year old Megyn Kelly is a mommy again! The FOX News star gave birth to a baby girl on Thursday, the network announced on the air. The girl, Yardley Evans, was born at 10 AM on Thursday a…

do other folks all over the world have an obsession with their fantasy of the ultimate "hippie stoner girl"and my site comes up...?? always intrigued with the hilarious searches that come up with my site....
and how do I segue into the next topic...
well, sometimes we have the best thoughts especially over a good game of chess,
our best moments from our current crop of leaders could have been after a good doobie! ie clinton, Obama, maybe even Bush actually thought he could be president... and the plan evolved when he was doing a Jamaican joint perhaps with the great Karl Rove, the wizard of the dark side

....I'm watching Obama talk about killing the 2nd in command for terrrorists...so if we were to be looking at a football game... the heart of republican thinking with a high testosterone for patriotism and dominating the world... Obama just scored a touchdown!! even though we've been behind from the start with a very hostile crowd booing and cheering at most often inap…

Lord, or the universal energies that give you periodic signs , sometimes more and more frequently, ie. I said Baby,,, the tv says baby girl...
there's a word I just say and the tv says it almost synchronistical...
I have so many things to do... and I wake up and I don't say wanna see all these bills , esp. gold coast rates! 1200 per month.. my tenant, Jesus, does not pay enough in rent to cover half of the bills, yet I am so poor...
aaa..... but I finally get to be with my son today, since my x bought her car and has a sales job coming up... she has been taking everywhere along with long walkabouts in the huge expanse of Okc and its white flight suburbs...
to be continued.. I really need to get a cheap wifi.. so that I know Im at least writing to you and my muse/benefactor, Leigh Anne...

hoping we will get some of this published , if whatever funds that she has helped me find like a "TREASURE HUNT"but the old man is too lazy to get off his ass and start filling o…

When will Americans finally say "Fuck you" to the Saurons and Republicons who are systematically destroying the world as we currently know it..
they have their Saruman(wizard of the dark side) in the shape of the porker Karl Rove, sounding now like a veritable voice of reason for the party...
which is being led Right over the cliffs with the leaders of the tea flake party! He is seeing the party go down the toilet, because he knows most sane americans won't vote for the lunatics on the fringe!

I was chatting with my very good friend, Charles, over the possible future/fate of our country and how scary it could possibly become within the next few years!... what if Bush and the Neocon party were really behind the "implosions" of the twin towers, when the explosions went off inside the buildings as they fell as perfectly straight down as thelarge hotels that were imploded on purpose in Vegas!
They have been succesful in their strategy since Reagan and Bush senior …

I was reading last night at Border's about ADD and romance. It helps me understand myself and what I could have done differently in past relationships. There is a deep desire to be hyperfocused on somethings such as romance. The person with ADD constantly is seeking stimulation. When the stimulation is gone , the love sours often. At first in the impulsivity of the action you are putting all your efforts into the relationship so much so that often lovers of the ADDers are the happy receptacles of the best lovemaking and more attention than they have ever received.

It really helps when I read these books to get over my own disability and lack of focus in my life. There are many famous folks that have blossomed with their disability such as Edison, Churchill, Lincoln and Einstein. Both Churchill and Lincoln were documented to suffer from deep black depressions. I wonder how they would have been if they had tried the medication. Would they be able to tolerate or even not have these m…

i went downstairs to admire the almost full waning moon...
realizing my own mortality...
i think of a friend who had his wake up call at a much younger age
and then i get a glimmer of what my own mortality could be
when i walk across Hedges ave.
and suddenly see double with much better acuity...
it was bizarre
i closed either eye and didnt see double
but then I could walk just shutting one eye
to a chair
to see my beloved ocean one more time
and eat a halloween mini candy bar
the uneasy feeling wondering when the double image
fades away with each bite

hypoglycemia or
a mini stroke....

and I hug my son that evening
and play frisbee with my son more than i ever have
having discovered my son's new toy hidden among
the seaweed about a 100 meters out from shore...

the feelings run across my mind that night,
with frustration at my own body's fragile shell
and the necessary need to establish the bucket list....

I'm excited about the video "Sherman's March" coming in about this man's historical documentary "evolving into an improbable search for love". I need to see if I can show it to Muffy as she would she the similarity between this man and me. It is so amazing that I have been thinking about how this website could evolve into a movie also. There have been so many funny things happening in this story. I like to think of these types of coincidences as signs from above. I feel that the spirits that are wanting to guide me are telling me to do this. Muffy badly wants me to get a laptop so that I can easily download pictures and film from the camcorder that I'm investing in. I have not smoked anything yet today, so I am completely sober in this vision.

I woke up to another beautiful gorgeous day just begging for me to go outside and enjoy it. I can feel love and hope in the atmosphere on a crystal clear warm day in December. I feel that there is hope for huma…

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You could call this a personal creative fiction journal about a world traveler and his evolving life.
He saw the warmth of Americans vanish with the once large friendly middle class. Was there a Camelot, when we thought of ourselves as a good nation?
The powers that be have been holding our country hostage since Reagan took away the power of the unions and Neoconservatives took over the Republican Party!
Will we ever stop our declining ways?
(sorry for typos!)

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its good to be working again, even if its only subbing to get my mind off that my son was taken away by x and selfish xinlaws who want to enjoy his youth in their own dreary life

I get down but then Im invigorated with an autistic student that wins a Rhodes Scholarship and is going to Oxford!

Kelly Fleming remembers the low point of raising her son, Jory.
He was eight years old when he spent an entire morning, afternoon and evening wailing uncontrollably. She still doesn’t know what set off the boy, who has autism and a metabolic disorder.
But the tough times seem more bearable now, at the high point. Last month, Jory, who is 22 with a feeding tube inserted in his stomach and braces on his legs, was awarded a Rhodes Scholarship.
In between came Ms. Fleming’s decision to give up on her own dream of practicing medicine, home schooling Jory, learning to read, a bird named Federer and finally college and a dog named Daisy.
“All children have amazing minds,” Ms. Fleming says. “Their brains…

. September 8th happy that my family is together just trying to live one day at a time one moment at a time life is short I love my son so much I'm at a Crossroads in my life to decide to become a teacher I write my book it's a matter of putting several pages together and then figuring out which stories all the best and I need to get Help from My Friends even perhaps my neighbors but the judgmentalism of the human nature intimidates me more than anything I had another beautiful day with my son we went to some family therapy with a good counselor who has played a couple of family games the Dynamics would help us appreciate my ex coming back today for the sake of our beautiful son! I have to pinch myself and I'm blessed to be his father and I shouldn't be last I'm doing everything that I can with him I have to overcome that often disability of laziness....tomorrow... domani!n

the story of my life,,, sad i cant even borrow some fold up chairs for the evening :( s…

I was reading your blog and I'm sorry that you have had a very rough challenging life... Maybe one day you will read this and I want to say sorry. I hope one day you can forgive me... I would like to write more to you but I know that all my neighbors read this...

life is actually going better... I am so happy to be with my son and thinking one day at a time eventually he will be in Oz.. on our paradise on the beach!he

I go outside and visualize walking out to the sunny beach instead of our backyard with a view of the neighbors, wondering if they will leave curtains open..(oops forget).
just the thought of some people I know reading this and taking it the wrong way...
but I digress, enjoying a lansy weekend with my son.... loving the aspect of enjoying a weekend with no worries.., trying to enjoy the warmest weekend in January, thankful that this hopeful agnostic has prayed for help with his place in Oz... sometimes things seem to fall in place...e
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